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'Now, ladies!' said the boy in the Scotch cap 'Now, darlings!' said the

gentleone in a ain

Little Dorrit sat down in a golden chair, iddy by these

rapid interruptions Her sister and the rest were a long ti their absence a voice (it appeared to be that of the gentleh the o! One, two, three, four, five,

six--go! Steady, darlings! One, two, three, four, five, six--go!'

Ultiain,the ready

for the streets 'Stop a et away before

us,' whispered Fanny They were soon left alone; nothing , in theround his old bea,

'Everybody at eleven to-entle round his old beas!' each in his own accusto was rolled up or by other reat e down

into the depths of which Fanny said, 'Now, uncle!' Little Dorrit, as her

eyes became used to the darkness, faintly made him out at the bottom of

the well, in an obscure corner by hied case under his arallery ith their

little strip of sky, ht have been the point of his better fortunes,

froradually sunk down below